Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone glanced at Seamus, who was still wrapped in bandages.

"Go back to rest. You are still injured and can't stand for too long," she softly said.

Seamus gazed into the distance and remained silent for a moment before smiling faintly.

"Miss, am I useless?"

"What are you saying?!"

"I can't even protect you..."

A sense of guilt crawled over Persephone's heart like ivy on a wall.

"Don't be like this." She looked at him. "If not for you this time, I wouldn't know what terrible things might have happened... Seamus, thankfully, you're by my side."

"Really?" Seamus turned around.

Perhaps due to the lighting, Persephone had the feeling that Seamus looked even gloomier, like thick dark clouds on the horizon. There was an indescribable sense of oppression.

to choose between me and Morpheus, who

was taken aback, her hands subconsciously fiddling with

sorry. I said the wrong thing again." Seamus forced a smile. "Morpheus is the one you like, and I, to put it nicely, am your bodyguard. Bluntly

"Seamus!"

when she had been riding a horse, and the horse had been alarmed out of the blue. It had galloped around the track with her. She had been

said they, as professionals, wouldn't dare to use that method to save someone. And Seamus, at that time, was just a teenage

for you." His voice was hoarse.

gaze dimmed slightly. "Focus on healing first. Right

arranging to

then carefully dressed up before arriving on time. As he entered a dark corner of the bar, there was only one table there, oddly out of place in the

him, only half a cup of lukewarm water. His countenance revealed no emotion, appearing somewhat stern as he

but immediately

nodded, he sat back down

face made Seamus nauseous, he had to take this